Take away the miseries and you take away some folks' reason for living.

Writing is one of the ways I participate in transformation.

The dream is real, my friends. The failure to make it work is the unreality.

I try to live [the Golden Rule] and I certainly expect it of some particular others. But I'll be damned if I want most folk out there to do unto me what they do unto themselves.

What is happening to the daughters of the yam? Seem like they just don't know how to draw up the powers from the deep like before. Not full sunned and sweet anymore.

The only proper mask to wear in life is your own damn face.

Our lives preserved. How it was; and how it be. Passing it along in the relay. That is what I work to do: to produce stories that save our lives.